In the Stink of Life Smell the Rose of Sharon

It was bad enough that the doctors thought I might lose my mind, that my skin was transparent and the veins running through my body stood out like a roadmap... confinement to a wheelchair was like a last straw Age twelve is a pivotal year in most children's lives, but for Carol it was marked by the sudden onset of illness. On the threshold of womanhood, Carol struggles to reconcile the knowledge of her Christian faith with the reality of her circumstance; a terminal diagnosis, medication th...